Hey guys, this is the prologue of my second attempt writing a good TMNT-fic! ;)
The story is set just after the episode "Target: April O Neil," therefore revolving a bit about the themes from that episode, as you probably notice in this first chappy!
However, I believe the real action will start in chapter three, as these two first ones is written to make sure the plot makes sense to the readers, and of to build up until the first real turn in the story! I promise it will get wild and interesting, and without spoiling too much, I can say that April once again gets kidnapped, but returns soon enough, due to her four good friends. (May be slightly Apriltello, but still, its kinda different. You will soon understand why! XD )
But is it really her, or just another wolf in a sheeps clothing? *dramatic music in background* Please, bear over with my possible mistakes, and leave a review if this is something you would like to read more of :D Pretty please?
Donnie exhaled slowly, finally taking of his goggles, pushing himself out from beneath the Shellraiser. Despite the last pots of coffee, his mind was trailing off whatever he was doing, and he actually felt like taking a break for the first time in a while. Nevertheless, it wasn't the exhaustion from many hours of work that made him unable to focus, nor had he gone past the point where he would just stay up until the morning. He could get at least a couple of hours if he headed to his bed now.
To be honest, it was April that caused his lack of commitment to his usually beloved projects. The fact that he had chosen something as easy as the Shellraiser to work on instead of working on some sort of anti-mutagen only proved that statement.
April's absence had clearly taken a toll on the turtle, and he had gotten less sleep during those weeks than he usually did, which really said something. He was taking an early night today, and even now all of his family was fast asleep long before he had downed his last cup of coffee.
But he couldn't help it, no matter how much he tried to keep her off her mind. Not that it had been an easy task before, but at least he could drift off and forget her for a while.
When she had decided to leave them behind after the whole incident with her father, he had almost lost hope that she would return. He had gone numb, not wanting to face such a horrid truth, and kept pushing it back into the darkest corners of his mind, once again distracting himself with his scientific work along with their usual training. But when he stumbled upon her and that... that normal boy! He nearly lost it! She wasn't even their friend anymore, and then some random punk kid came along, stealing April at the first opportunity!
But in the end she did return to them! To him! Then, everything fell to back into place, even though she still looked at that boy… with that special look in her eyes. Although, it was alright, because she was back! He couldn't even begin to describe the feelings overwhelming him as she so unexpectedly walked into the lair, an apologetic look on her face, along with her well known smile. Oh, how he loved that smile!
As she approached him with the smile still present on her face, Donnie felt his own lit up even more, and as she glomped him, his arms automatically went to grab her waist, as if all his shyness had blown away in an instant. He was just happy all the way through! But when she suddenly kissed him on the cheek, it felt like he instantly melted to a puddle on the floor. The girl didn't even seem to notice the effect it had on him, and happily jumped at the next turtle. Donnie, however, was exploding with joy on the inside, keeping it in as much as he could manage. Trying to play it cool was a rather difficult job though, and e gained a few amused smirks and playful punches from his brothers.
He had been walking on air the following days, constantly thinking about that very moment. AT first he was overjoyed, and not at all concerned by what had happened. But as soon realization fell upon him, he understood how much more difficult this has all become by that single action.
Her soft lips gently touching his cheek, her fiery red hair brushing lightly against his skin, her arms around him… He remembered it all so vividly.
Donatello suddenly realized he was standing in the middle of the living room when he was really heading towards his own bedroom. He blinked a couple of times, finding it hard to believe he had been that lost in thought. Letting out another sigh of defeat, he slumped down the sofa, not really tired enough to fall asleep in the first place.
Once again, he struggled to keep the redhead off his mind, and his thoughts wandered back to that fragile moment they had shared. She didn't even realize how much more complicated everything became for him by that single kiss. What was he supposed to make out of it, how was he supposed to not think of it as more than it really was? He knew he had blown the whole thing out of proportions, but he couldn't stand the thought of it being nothing more than a friendly gesture. Still, doubt plagued his mind, as she hadn't done the same to any of his brothers, and not even to that other boy.. Casey was it? Not a far as he had seen at least… he frowned at the thought of what might be going on without him knowing, and closed his eyes shut tightly, just to keep the disturbing images that flashed before his inner eye away. It didn't really help, and he found himself clutching a cushion pillow, wishing to instantly fall asleep…
Then he heard it, the faint voice of the one on his mind. At first, he thought he was imagining her presence, but as the sound of his name kept getting louder, he opened his eyes to look towards the entrance of the lair. April was standing just in front of him, a distressed look on her face, her hair hanging loose and partly still dressed in her pyjamas. «April..?» He said in a worried tone, as he got back on his feet, reaching out to her. «What happened?» The alarmed look in her eyes were still present, and for some reason, it made Donnie scared. He rushed forward, grasping a hold of her shoulders, looking into her eyes for an answer. She swallowed hard, but stood her ground, determination and distress still covering her features; «I need to tell you something. Now!»
Settled in the lab, Donnie with another cup of coffee, and April with a blanket draped around her shoulders, the two of them were investigating Aprils findings intently. Donnie turned to her from is working table, frowning slightly: «And you found these outside of your window?» She nodded, worry lingering in her features: «Just beneath the ledge. I have no idea how they could have gotten there.» April lowered her gaze again, seemingly tired: «The fact that someone actually could attach something like that without me noticing… its freaking me out! Who knows for how long ive been watched!» She threw her arms out in frustration, and Donnie gave her a reassuring look: «Take it easy, I'm sure the cameras haven't been there that long! As far as I can see, these doesn't have anything stored, but hat doesn't make it impossible that they were merely sending the documentation they obtained to another storage device… or maybe even running live…» Donnie started trailing off, lost in his own thoughts. He suddenly noticed the defeated look April sent him, and smiled sheepishly: «Sorry… I'm not making things any better, am I?» She sighed and rolled her eyes in response; «Not really, no.» He tried smiling again, although he knew she would worry no matter what he said: «You know, these are very likely set up by the Kraang, but the fact that they haven't touched you yet means that you are safe for now. For some reason, they are merely observing you at the moment. If they wished to kidnap you again, they would most likely have tried to do so already.» She once again nodded, this time clearly absorbed in her own thoughts.
As he realized he wouldn't get through to her right now, he returned to his tinkering with the small devices found outside of Aprils room. He hadn't even understood what it was at first, as futuristic and unendingly advanced as they were. It was most definitely Kraang-technology, as no one else he had ever encountered seemed able to copy their particular look.
What he found hard to understand was what they intended to obtain through these. They had a built in recorder along with the little camera, but as he had said to April earlier, no files were found stored.
How could they possibly put such trivial information about her into use? He had yet to understand their intentions.
What really was disturbing about this situation, however, was the fact that he now was sure the Kraang knew of April's position. It wouldn't be safe for her to live topside anymore. He feared she had to go undercover again. At least for now.
As a thought suddenly came to mind, he turned to ask why she had found them in the first place, but he kept himself from asking when he spun around in his chair and found her fast asleep in the chair he had found for her.
A small smile crept across his face at the sight, his heart fluttering slightly when she exhaled with a soft sigh.
Looked like he would spend the night on the couch.